Thursday, August 30, 2001
This is a different morning. Maybe its newness has startled me. I woke up to the oddest feeling. I don't know exactly what this feeling is, I think a mixture of memories and hope of making new and better ones. I cant help but feel impatient for the fall to arrive, with its crisp mornings and November skies. Could this be what peace is? I hestitate to hope so.
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